# the smug stink of charlie brooker's overripe cunk > whenever i tell people i'm a misanthrope they react as though that's a bad thing the idiots. i live in london for god's sake. have you walked down oxford street recently? misanthropy's the only thing that gets you through it. it's not a personality flaw it's a skill > it's nothing to do with sheer numbers. move me to a remote cottage in the hebrides and i'd learn to despise the postman even if he only visited once a year. i can't abide other people with ir stink and ir noise and ir irritating ringtones. bill hicks called the human race 'a virus with shoes' and if you ask me he was being unduly hard on viruses; i'd consider a career in serial killing if the pay wasn't so bad" > ~ charlie brooker screen burn tldr - that's flocked up. flock charlie brooker === in which to consider there's something deeply suspect about good ol' charlie brooker according to right wingers online he 'looks like the kind of guy a secret stash of stolen girl's bicycle seats hidden behind a false panel in his garden shed' at the risk of agreeing with horrible pasty dad-gammons who shout at hotels one would have to agree that is (philosophically speaking) something about brooker smells real bad like tsukiji fish market during summer at closing time this might be the very smug self-satisfied smell of 'cunk' which he daubs about his person - an empty shell devoid of any human charactistics except swollen ego consider how everything he does is actually just a straight-up celebration or endorsement of mysanthropy and that charlie held up as he is as some kind of witty caustic genius of cultural zeitgeist satire is itself just another deadpan-ironic example of the very stupidity charlie himself imagines he regularly takes to task that is brooker might not in fact be some genius level satarist but rather just closer to a souless humanity hating husk with actually nothing whatsoever to say about the human condition - other than how swell it must be getting paid quite so much to wantonly dribble stale urine on people's heads from such a lofty satirical height i used to love 'tv go home' because back in the day i used to imagine he had successfully captured the stupid spirit of an age that needed satirizing today however i just think it's the product of someone with no skill except to point out his own failure as a human being - someone actively unable and unwilling to make the world a better place than he found it because for him it's easier to sneer and short derisively from his privileged position (in this respect he's much like professional misanthropist mike leigh) and what (other than the historical fact of charlie's undead whiteness) is that position if not the false superiority and razor-like intelligence one imagines oneself having simply because one can correctly point out fools and idiots the apparently ignorant masses thing is dear charlie it's not that strutting flocknuts such as 'nathan barley' don't exist it's one's resulting human relationship with them and among them that counts; having apparently identified 'a right nathan barley' (an obnoxious hip dummy) what is one's next existential move do you merely keep on pointing out ir idiocies forever while snorting like a twat in order to maintain your endlessly self-congratulating elite status as a cosmic clever dick - a shining pearl among the common low-browed swine - or do you help create a better society in which such stupid self-interested fools simply don't exist because one's society is more enlightened like so much of english apparent satire however it's merely a plaster on a cancer a convenient social pressure release valve which gives the impression of saying something vital radical important and reality-changing but in fact is merely safe and impotent and merely helps maintain and reinforce the status quo the idea being that if uk citizens gets in a regular good unhealthy dose of schadenfreude and sneering dark ignorant laughter at those it deems worthy of ir apparently cutting satire then that's all that's needed; "that'll show 'em" - but really nothing's changed and it's really business as usual that is brooker's tumor-style humor despite it's 'dark' label is only ever really milquetoast and toothless - as truly 'anarchic' as charlie himself a white middle class duckhead charlie's satirical eye only ever focuses on the most obvious targets (politicians and various pathologically self-involved 'media' slime) but simultaneous paints with far too broad a brush; it generalizes out of fear of being what it actually is - as obsolete and unnecessary as that which it apparently pierces with it's caustic gorgon's gaze note how such hu-mor is also so-chummy; like if you laugh along with me at all the idiots on display than we're somehow automatically best of chums; one is reminded of those two jovial spankers on radio radcliffe and maconie christ such the flock up will you you're not my pal to use a bad metaphor consider charlie brooker a poacher turned garmekeeper - and outsider who willingly relished his corporation-friendly role of pseudo-satirist - except what he freely stole was never worth taking in the first place; brooker's targets are as essentially stupid and dull as he unceasingly imagines he isn't that is if you were stuck in a lift with charlie brooker and unfortunately knew who he was andor at least who he remotely thinks he is - some kind of radical antiestablishment figure on the bleeding cusp of cutting social satire - you'd severely hope he didn't open his gob and start telling you about the next target of his laser-like wit because you'd then have to fill his smug face with your exploding internal chinese kung fu fist of iron what i just did there with that paragraph is itself a 'brookerism' - a pointed attempt at.. something.. which fails precisely because it does nothing but take the piss 'taking the piss' and being a smart mouthed asshole are unfortunate traditional (deeply conservative) pastimes of the wantonly powerless and the well-practiced cynic sitting comfortably in ir armchair while staring out at the big bad world and pointing out it's flaws and illusions before smoking a pipe of self-satisfaction charlie brooker is actually a champion of the very dystopia he allegedly grapples with on his lousy shows; being superficial and not actually that smart he only _appears_ to show the flaws of technology and in fact seems to not care less as it's just a (financially) convenient role he's playing which provides heightened social status as many other better commentators have pointed out capitalism is the most anti-capitalist system; charlie himself has stated "tech is neutral" which must be the biggest load of bs going - also the most obvious lie (if you're smarter than a flocking sandwich maker) this also implies does it not that charlie views himself as simply a 'politically neutral observer' of the things he (thinks he) critiques you pompously vain sanctimonious overweight munt wipe - flock off charlie and take your tired hackneyed format stolen from ali g and shove the whole fatuous self-congratulatory bbc-safe deoderized shit up your swollen cunk // republic of bob